Nature is always trying to tell us that we are not so superior or independent or alone or autonomous as we may think.

Not just self-restraint, that old killjoy, but communal restraint.

The world is not given by our fathers but borrowed from our children.

Nature is always trying to tell us that we are not so superior or independent or alone or autonomous as we may think.

Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark, or most in the dark, but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery.

Praise ignorance, for what man has not encountered he has not destroyed.

We're living, it seems, in the culmination of a long warfare - warfare against human beings, other creatures and the Earth itself.